When I was nineish, my dad and I went to the local movie theater on a sleepy Saturday during the summer and saw a double feature of Indian Jones and the Last Crusade and Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home. Being the impressionable lad that any pre-teen would be, I instantly decided I wanted to be an archaeologist after watching the exploits of Indiana Jones. Little did I know that the main job of an archaeologist was NOT fighting Nazis and finding the Holy Grail on the side while being a university professor. Better to be Indiana Jones I suppose than to want to be Captain Kirk, I suppose. Though in retrospect I think I side much more with the Captain Sisko line of authoritative captains in the Star Trek universe, but that is another post for another community I would suspect.
I always wonder what motivates us to be who we are, and our career choice(s) say a lot about how we view ourself and what our motivations/agendas are, so I think it is an interesting way to at least create a thumbnail sketch of the image we portray outwards. When I was in fourth grade, my teacher gave us a listing of careers, complete with short descriptions, pay rates, etc. Why she did this, I have no clue. I don't think many children have any clue what they want to be in the future, but apparently I did; I wanted to be an architect, since that is what my father's career had been before I came about. I found it interesting to see how much I changed from one year, and one movie, the capriciousness of a young boy's imagination and how easily it is swayed from one idea to another without even a thought about it. Fast forward years later, and I picked neither Indian Jones nor the dashing Randian Howard Roark character of "The Fountainhead" fame: the closest thing to archaeology I ever got to was sitting in a historical archaeology class taught by a 4'5" Jewish lady who'd descend the whole class into Powerpoint Hell, not saving the Indian village by returning the sacred stone and rescuing the children from the evil Thuggees.
So, my dear
talk_politics, what inspired you to do what you do for a career/life?
I always wonder what motivates us to be who we are, and our career choice(s) say a lot about how we view ourself and what our motivations/agendas are, so I think it is an interesting way to at least create a thumbnail sketch of the image we portray outwards. When I was in fourth grade, my teacher gave us a listing of careers, complete with short descriptions, pay rates, etc. Why she did this, I have no clue. I don't think many children have any clue what they want to be in the future, but apparently I did; I wanted to be an architect, since that is what my father's career had been before I came about. I found it interesting to see how much I changed from one year, and one movie, the capriciousness of a young boy's imagination and how easily it is swayed from one idea to another without even a thought about it. Fast forward years later, and I picked neither Indian Jones nor the dashing Randian Howard Roark character of "The Fountainhead" fame: the closest thing to archaeology I ever got to was sitting in a historical archaeology class taught by a 4'5" Jewish lady who'd descend the whole class into Powerpoint Hell, not saving the Indian village by returning the sacred stone and rescuing the children from the evil Thuggees.
So, my dear